32. Watch it burn.

After another half a day with stopping, fending off a few hunting parties along the way, they eventually pull into a massive citadel structure on the out ring of a tier 1 city, the city's name quite fitting for its colors, pyre city. Once the vehicle approaches the gates, a small group of people, most wearing doctor or nurse attire can be seen, but a few armed guards with rifles and swords are present, though they only exude the strength of a low mid tier combatant. The vehicle stops, and the rear doors open, and as soon as the first doctor steps forward to help with Silver, all he can do is gawk at the damage, commenting. "When you radioed in wounded, I didn't expect a corpse!" Only to receive a bone chilling growl as micah stands out, his size nearly dwarfing the tall six foot tall male. Micah leans down speaks through the growl. "Her life is in your hands...but yours...yours is in mine..." Micah having been worried about his friend, is on edge and exhausted from fighting. The sight and rough appearance enough to drive home their purpose, the doctors start rushing, getting silver loaded on a mobile gurney, and one doctor starts removing the bandaged, only to blanch at the devastating injuries, though it can be noted she has a steady, strong heartbeat, noticed through the hole in between her ribs. Only for him to grow paler as he cuts the bandages around the leg, seeing more bone than meat, and even that is shattered and damaged. 'Oh gods, and she is alive?what...the feth.' They wheel her in, going down a wide, polished white hallway, into a large atrium, a wall dedicated to an integrated blood bank, a central surgical table, and several tables and awaiting surgeons, doctors and machines are awaiting as they wheel silver I'm, followed by micah, and her parents, the rest of the team opt to standing outside in the hallway silently, acting as guards. Silver is set on the operating table as gently as possible, many doctors sickened from the sight, most beings would've died awhile ago from the degree of damage. The surgeons get to work, using xrays, ultrasound machines, and sonic imaging, after only a few minutes, silver is stripped of clothes, bandages and left nearly bare but a scant sheet covering the mostly unharmed side.the doctors scramble, digging scalpels into damaged regions, working their way into her body to remove the fragment, the doctor at her stomach after having opened her stomach, pauses, the site different in ways than expected. Her organs are different and there is a pulsing crystal like structure deep in her guts, where her reproductive organs should've been,the hesitation is noticed by the doctors around, causing the whole group to look, only to stop. "Is anyone aware of what is going on? Better yet, how she is this messed up and still breathing?" The head doctor, whom was working on pulling small fragments from her cheek and skull bone. Micah, being curious, steps forward, a frown etched on his face, his eyes darting all over where the doctors hands are in her stomach, all that he can see is a dark purple hue, the color of Silver's mana, making him lift a brow before he speaks out. "It might be helpful to know that silver underwent some sort of mana mutations when we were at the asari kingdom...other than her eyes being changed she never said or knew what else was changed. So you could be.." He stops there, standing beside silver, despite all the doctors, lost in thought. But he said enough. Realizing that her organs should be treated with care, they resume their work, doing their best to shuffle around the large male. The clatter, and noise of machines echoes as they work, piece after shrapnel piece is pulled out, a small metal basin is being filled, dozens so far, and more being found every minute, a transfusion bag is replaced for the doesn't time, making a bloody mess all of the doctors, the more the dig into silver, the more they discover her changes, the strange crystal organ the least of it, finding a secondary nervous system and a redundant vascular system, finding all sorts of changes, even at the eyes,one can see mana in tiny pockets into the socket of the eye, one doctor working slowly, and carefully as he removes shrapnel from the damaged socket, a specialist of every region of the body is at work, eyes,brain and head, bones, legs, stomach, lungs, heart, vascular system, even healers are there, assisting in aiding the closer of blood vessels. An hour passes, then two, then three, the doctors, despite the time passing, are solely focused on Silver, an anomaly like her is a rarity, a test of their skills in saving her life. The only problem so far. Her destroyed leg, the doctors are silently debating to eachother on what to do, some voting on removing the bones, whats left of them and reconstructing them when a mana conductive materials,others opting for amputation, and others for doing what they can to salvage it entirely and what until she awakens to decide what she wants to do with the leg. By hour four, after a particular doctor working around her heart, realized he has replaced his scalpel for the third time for a freshly sharp one stop, looking into the small holes around her chest, he notices small, glittering purple specks floating around her chest, causing him to mumble only one word the draws the attention of a few doctors, only to see as more and more of these specks appear, each fragment taken out causes a few more to start glowing. "Interesting..." At this time four hours of the doctors working without a break, start seeing the innate healing of silver take over, closing small wounds, and close up where their scalpels pass almost as fast as they cut, making them work more for every fragment, and the purple crystal like things floating in the open wounds, eating st the blades of the scalpels, dulling the edge after only a dozen cuts, one doctor at her leg is cursing as a third and now a fourth scalpel is made useless. "What the feth is this purple shit? Its eating these blades!" At this, the doctors pause, realizing that every doctor with a scalpel has replaced it at least twice now, they share a glance at eachother, only for a nurse operating the the ultrasound and cray machine, notices only a few pieces left, imbedded in bones, mostly the ribs and spine speaks up. "She is mostly clear of the shrapnel, all that can be found on the machines is located in her ribs and along her spine." Micah glancing at the basin of shrapnel, sees several basins nearby, filled to the brim in bloody fragments. Can only smile, seeing her body healing, and the pieces out, a soft relief is felt. But the doctors seem worried, especially the ones operating at her legs, despite the strap being out, the tissue is healing, but no new bone growth is seen, a worrying sign for the leg. The doctors now finished in most tasks assist the remaining active specialists, working the last few dozen pieces out of her body. Another hour passes, another basin filled, half a day has passed, and as the doctors watch the last piece is pulled out. But before a singly celebratory sound, or sigh of relief can be made, the machines nearby start screaming alarms, Silver's dark purple mana flows out of her, encapsuling her body, filling the voids. Her one remaining eye, flashes open, having regained consciousness, her wounds healing rapidly, the hole in her side sealing, her stomach closing and healing rapidly, only a dozen seconds pass, and in that her mana pours out, finding mana rich materials nearby, a reconstruction device meant for printing bones or other materials, is gutted, and the alloys inside are broken down, seemingly disintegrated, only for the bones in her leg to start reconstructing, the remaining bone being fused with the alloys, the skin growing over it shortly after the bone finished reconstructing,only a minute passed and it astonished the doctors whom had watched the process, a near corpse resurrected, and given vitality. But it doesn't end there as Silver rolls off the table, her naked form on display, she ignores that fact for now as she circles her mana throughout the room."micah...door, we are leaving..." Silver starts walking, though her rebuilt leg seems a bit stiff and jerky, as if the new bone and muscle needs a moment to catch up. The doctors seeing her try to leave, panic" whoa hey hey hey, you need to take a day, finish healing, look you can barely walk!" The head doctor scrambles, trying to use his body to physically block the door. Only for micah to pick him up by the shoulders, and moving him out of the way, a grin on his face as he speaks quietly. "Thanks doc, for keeping her alive I wont beat the shit out of you...but she has spoken and she does what she wants, not you...." After that, he opens the door holding it open. Silver walks through, still bare, making the two male shield bearers blush, only to get a growl from micah as he passes, making them both find somewhere else for their eyes, the older one take up a stride two steps in front of silver, despite everyone's exhaustion, they fall into a formation, ready to fight their way out of need be, silver still emitting a thick aura, walks through hall, her stride getting better with each step. "Gimme a rundown, how long was I out, and how much of an exit do we need to make?" Silvers asks, her voice gravelly as her adrenaline slowly fills her veins making her ready to fight. "About 2 days give or take, and its this hallway, and a couple of main blast doors, to the outside of the pyre city wall..." Her parents whom are catching up answer before anyone says anything. "Perfect, but the issue is...well, we already have a waiting party..." Silver states, her eyes glued to a particular spot, in her eyes its like a giant fissure of mana, versus the small vortexes and voids, its by far stronger than anyone she has faced, even the assassin didn't have as much of a fissure. But as they near the doors and silver starts preparing to destroy the doors, they open before they approach, letting them out, and making silver frown as they step out, into a dark night, just outside a city wall, a hundred guards present, and one particular being, a man only about 6 feet tall, wearing a well tailored suit though,it looks nice his wide shoulders make it seem as if it would be for a less wild man. With blazing red hair, much like a lions man, framing his chiseled and tan face, orange like eyes staring at silver intently, a bemused smile on his face as if he had expected this. He steps forward slowly as he talks. "Is that how you pay ones hospitality, and someone's aid? By violently destroying things? And fleeing? You didn't even get to meet the Host!" He laughs, though it sounds amused, a look in his eyes shows a cunning ruthlessness making Silver frown. " And let me guess, you would've just proposed a repayment,say...my servitude for...some sort of a mount of time...or forever depending on your personality? I am neither a slave, nor an animal to be leashed..." Silver states clearly, flexing her one hand, the knuckles popping and cracking loudly. The man can only chuckle, his eyes showing nothing but cold ruthlessness, a tightening of his jaw the only sign Silver gets of how close she struck to his thoughts. "And before you say anything else or try to do some sob story pity party,some plea, or demand, i Have other plans that are in motion, now if you wish to be an ally, and say at some point in the near future reap some benefits from being a closely tied ally in these...trying times, I am open to negotiations, but do not ask firmly freedom, do not expect to employment as you have the guards, or the doctors, or any form." Silver despite knowing her strength is a bit more than less, guessing this man is a high level fighter, possibly some sort of mage. At first the man says nothing, seemingly lost in thought, possibly trying to make a plan to entrap Silver, but after a moment, he lets out a laugh, approaching and offering a hand out. "Where are my manners, my name is Apollo Lionheart, You must be Silver, the file said you were straightforward,it truly doesn't hold justice on you. I welcome you to pyre city!" Silver takes the hand, only to feel him squeeze, though he face doesn't react, the pain of her bones grinding and nearly being crushed as he leans in to whisper. "Fighting isn't in your best interest, I assure you, you wont win..." Leaning back, still holding the smile, after a few seconds, he lets go of her head, glancing at micah as he steps back to a 'respectable' distance. "How about we take a--" before he can finish what he was saying, explosions can be heard from the otherwise of the wall, the scream of injured people soon following as the sound of cannons and machine guns are heard. Silver smirks looking at the wall before looking back. "Your fire city is truly one to burn it seems apollo, you should go save your city before we talk." Silver comments, well aware of whats causing it, her range of deploying her turrets just enough to get to the other side, and she is wreaking havoc, setting anything her turrets can hit on fire, the others shooting wildly, whether to aim at something or just to make noise, even the stryker was summoned, driving the streets as the turret fires tearing apart buildings,cars, business fronts whatever it can. At first Apollo stays silent, listening to the screams, a frown etched on his face before after a few moments looking at her. "I suppose our chat will have to wait, stay! This wont take long, guards! Enter the city and find out what is going on and put a stop to it Now!" He storms towards another set of blast doors, which open in front of him, allowing him and the guards through, only a few, assuming this was the guard meant to ensure Silver doesn't leave. 'Heh, only a two to one guard for us? Stupid...wish i could see the look on his face when he realizes im long gone in ten minutes heh.' Silver thinks, as she taps on micah's hand, giving him a silent code that they made up as kids and used to use when getting into trouble, a way of telling him to get ready for a fight. Getting the hint, micah glances at her before turning to the group, catching the guys on the shoulder, giving what seems like a show of confidence or reassurance to the group, a smirk on his face, and everyone settles in getting comfortable it would seem, fooling the guards there, only a couple standing guard the rest either going on a smoke break, the others relaxing a bit nearby, silver listens, the sound of chaos like her own personal symphony. Five minutes pass...ten...at almost fifteen minutes, Silver nods, summoning everything back, the stryker forming, the rear facing the crowd as her turrets spawn unleashing a barrage that kills and injures dozens in the first wave, as the group piles into the stroller, chaos is singing in and out of the city, the explosions echoing all around in the night, and before anyone can organize themselves to stop Silver. The strykers thrust packs burn hard, whining as the vehicle lurches into high speed acceleration, the g forces glueing the crew to their seats, and the only one smiling, Silver, with a wild grin on her face, her eyes on the burning glow of the city. "A fitting name...pyre...heh...too bad for you...I don't like collars like that apollo..." Silver says out loud, drawing the gaze of everyone and micah speaks up first, his eyes still filled with worry. "How you feelin...gave us quite the scare..." Hearing this, silver pats his shoulder, reassuring him. "I am alive and very well, the bomb was some sort of mana suppressor, I couldn't heal that well without mana...it was meant to kill me and would have in any other situation it would've killed me, thankfully not only did we kill that realm walking fether, but we also managed to get aid all for the low low price of near death run in, we are good." After that a few sighs of relief can be heard when a couple of voices pick up, taking turns for each question, her parents speak. "Sil...baby, is the city burning your fault...or...another...erm...rebellion?and how did you manage to do it all so quickly?Yea, also...those doctors..they do something in you...what..what do you know about all of it?" Silver looks back smiling a bit. "Yea its me, all me, and all it took was a sacrifice of my fairly rich mana pool, to summon all of my things, no rebellion, as for how, i have a certain distance I can summon my turrets from me, whether I can see it or not, it will choose whatever it can latch on in my chosen point, and i just set a city named fire on fire...who wants to watch their pride and joy burn? But anyway enough of that, i need clothes..." Silver looks around,though seemingly comfortable nude, being naked in front of so many males including her parents isn't the idea of fun for her. One of the triple girls, the smallest one hops up going through her bag and pulling out a shirt and shirts that have a pulls string and toss them to silver. "Here, have them they are the smallest things I have, sorry no underwear i have will fit you." With that, silver gives a gracious smile, disappearing into the back of the stryker and dressing before reappearing in a simple band tshirt and shorts. " Assholes destroyed my boots...or more the explosion probably did huh, Silver contemplates on it for a moment before shaking her head. "Not important, anyway if we are at pyre city that means...we have roughly....a days or two travel straight shot? Full throttle...hm...since the city is in chaos we shouldn't have too many trails, no one should have told my plan...and no one thinks I am looking for a long lost city...we have a short window..." Everyone staring at her as she talks her thoughts out loud, intrigued at how a person goes from a hospital bed to doing a marathon sprint in 20 minutes.